Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Chad and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Pierre Henry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Derrick Morgan,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T. Rex,
Accadde A,
Wire,
Symarip,
Minutemen,
The Golliwogs,
The New Christs,
Reuben Wilson,
Alice Coltrane,
Harry Pussy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Icehouse,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boogie Down Productions,
Slave,
Cybotron,
Eurythmics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Max Romeo,
AZ,
Section 25,
Warren Ellis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cure,
Dead Boys,
The Skatalites,
Minnie Riperton,
Roy Ayers,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Television Personalities,
Animal Collective,
The Dead C,
Thee Headcoats,
Jawbox,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Josef K,
E-Dancer,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blackbyrds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Graham Central Station,
UT,
Bobby Womack,
Ken Boothe,
Vainqueur,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.